My husband is not a pet person but I already had 3 dogs and 3 cats when I met him and moved in with him.
Loving me is a package deal ... a pretty big package!
At least the chickens will lay eggs. The horses, goats, dogs, cats, tortoises, guinea pigs and lizard just lay poop.

I'm working on getting our village to allow hens...it's an uphill battle and I just make my husband keep his mouth shut because he doesn't want chickens at all. I ramble on about which breeds I want and why and how nice it's going to be to have hens and he either tells me straight to my face that he's not listening, or just zones.

I deal with it the same way I've always dealt with him not liking my menagerie--I ask him why he married me in the first place because he knew about my love of animals, and then forge on ahead. He just suffers and grumbles.

Hubbins was from the city where I was born and raised on a farm. So imagine his shock when he found out that I wasn't leaving my farm life behind when we were married. "Thats right Honey, ALL my critters are coming to the new place with us...Yep thats right ALL 21 of them, whats that? Oh yes the chickens too." He wasn't a bit happy about having to fence in his motorcycle track and build sheds. But I only took up 4 acres of his 6...He still had 2 acres to ride on. I knew right then and there that he truly loved me. His favorite critter we have is the Fainting Goat for the obvious reason. But he will remind me to feed "his" Turkens on my way out. Go figure.

But he was raised with only "traditional" pets ie cat and dog.
The fact he bought a little dwarf rabbit at one of the Chicken Stocks is a HUGE thing. The fact he actually carries this/his rabbit around the house is even more amazing. One step at a time